Flat Soda Pop

His acclaimed poetry is the
backwash of soda Pop philosophy;
flat, lacking fizz, full to the brim
with high fructose corn syrup
and leaving a nasty taste on the rim,
for it is what is all thrown up
after he has sampled his own swill,
drinking himself until he has had his fill
and gags himself upon his cloying cup.
The Pop is but plop, never to stop
while his fans’ words of praise spill still
all over the world—sticky and in want of a mop.

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